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[looking down at his now very wet boots with a grunt, then around]

Not a very hospital welcoming.

[welp, time to trudge toward the house i guess]

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[alarmed splashing after him]

Eeeh, there're definitely bones in here!

Pink-kun, you're here too?

[This may not be a comforting sight, either.]

Ugh. This is so gross.

[you kids can dawdle if you want]

All the more reason to get on land sooner.

Sorry.

[once he hops up on the porch he turns to offer her a hand up]

C'mon. Watch your step.

Thank you.

[And up~!]

Maybe I should just take my shoes off.

Drain them out but put them back on. Unless you like the idea of walking on bones barefoot.

[Is it bad that things always feel more ominous in these kind of situations when Wednesday is around? Hmm...]

It's that dream psyche metaphor game again...

[Betrayal was a time wasn't it?]

As long as it's just that one...

Er, was it okay for ya last time?

Hm? What time?

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It will take a few soaking wet minutes, but the porch is eventually within reach. It sits just above the water line, so it's a chance to dump your boots out.

[he is going to do exactly that, leaning against a post briefly to dump them them out, but not hesitating to pull them back on, either. then inspecting the house]

What d'you think's up with this place?

Who knows? It seems like in this kind of 'game' anything goes, and I don't even know who we're inside of, yet.

Yeah... I don't stalk memories or nothing but this doesn't look like anything I ever seen. Maybe in some western movie... Better be careful.

[looking down at the water filled with bones]

Yeah, I got the same idea.

There's big windows on either side of the house that let you peer in, but there isn't anything out of sorts. There's even a lawn chair and a swinging bench on one side of the porch. Honestly, it's just a normal colonial house . . .

[welp let's try the door]

Welcome in.

[Powers-check--he might regret the smell of trying to heat-dry his shoes, but dry smelly shoes are still better than wet ones--if powers even function.]

Powers are on! After a little bit, they are perfectly toasty. Everyone is going be envious of your dry shoes, Pink.

--Neat. Thanks!

[Is he thanking the--water.. lake? ocean? Yes. Just does that before he heads on inside.]

The water appreciates this courtesy.